Music Video

Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.G.
B.G.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Noel Dorsey
Christopher Noel Dorsey
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scalez
Scalez
Producer

Lyrics

Waa (yeah)
It's that Hot Boy shit, ****
You know what it is, look
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my arm
Hunnid on the watch, hunnid on the charm
In that double R, ceiling full of stars
When it's time for war, choppas in the car
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my arm
Hunnid on the watch, hunnid on the charm
In that double R, ceiling full of stars
When it's time for war, choppas in the car
Chisel on the scene, dressed in LVs (LVs)
Spent almost 70K for these white tees (70K)
This that Baccarat sneak when you smell me (smell me)
This that VVS, fuck ****, bling-bling (bling-bling)
I be stunting with the best (yes), came home, got a check
Bluffs it all when I left, came home and got it back
Free T, why he be home next, make him up on that big jet
Shritting, freighting, and new vet, let him hit him with that flex
Like my bitches pussy wet, I need head before the sacks
I be shitting on my ass, yeah, **** still the shit
Faze try to silence me, said my music is a threat
Streets love that real shit, and it's as real as it gets
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my arm
Hunnid on the watch, hunnid on the charm
In that double R, ceiling full of stars
When it's time for war, choppas in the car
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my arm
Hunnid on the watch, hunnid on the charm
In that double R, ceiling full of stars
When it's time for war, choppas in the car
What's up with these ****? All that polar blocking
Why you worried about how I'm rocking all that pocket watch?
Man, I'm drippin' like a faucet, riding with that rock
Feelin' like my brother Drew, very confident and cocky
Bad bitch up with the flame, Chopper City, that's the game
Red dots when I aim, Chopper City, get the blame
Cut that ****, he's a lame, play with Jizz, you insane
I'm a gangster in the game, some respect on my name
Two bad bitches eating me up on the plane
Two bad bitches, shit, I let them run the train
Two bad bitches eating me up in the Range
Two bad bitches rocking chopper city
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my arm
Hunnid on the watch, hunnid on the charm
In that double R, ceiling full of stars
When it's time for war, choppas in the car
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my arm
Hunnid on the watch, hunnid on the charm
In that double R, ceiling full of stars
When it's time for war, choppas in the car
Written by: Christopher Noel Dorsey
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